A/N: ...OK if the Raw last time was a gift from god then this one that just happened...Well it was crap on the side of Punk and going to the match at Hell in a Cell. Nothing against Ryback so much, but it pisses me off that he's been around for months and is getting the shot when there are so many others that deserved it.
ANYWAY! As for the actual chapter I skipped ahead. AJ is now around 16 weeks into her pregnancy. So we're in mid November after the European tour.
AJ's eye twitched with irritation as she looked at the image in her hands. It was the first picture she got of her baby, but she was not as excited as she was hoping to be. She sighed sinking further in her seat as she looked at the image. The eyes finding the arms, legs and head of her child's tiny body.
She had been so sure. So confident that her little baby was gonna be a boy. One sonogram and 4 different doctor's opinions later, it was confirmed. She was having a girl.
"Quick pouting." Punk scolded. "The baby's healthy, shouldn't you just be happy about that." Punk sighed.
"Of course I am!" AJ argued. "Just now everyone is gonna make fun of me."
"Why? Cause you thought it was gonna be a boy?" Punk asked confused by her trouble.
"Yes!" AJ snapped. She didn't know why she needed to explain it to him. As soon as the doctor said it was girl she was already asking for another doctor's opinion. She wanted that one glimmer of hope that the doctor, who had been doing these things for years, had screwed up.
"AJ, that stuff doesn't matter. We're having a kid. Are you gonna tell me that just because it isn't the little boy you envisioned that you would actually love it any less?" Punk questioned.
"No." AJ pouted. She sunk further into her seat studying the image. In her mind trying to decide which features her baby would have. But all thoughts of that were shoved away when another one came to mind. "What are we gonna name her?"
Punk gave side-ways glance to her before turning back towards the road. All the excitement that had previously been drained from finding out their child would be a girl returning. "I know I want one her names to be Charlie...And the last name is Brooks." Punk said.
"Of course her last name is gonna be Brooks." AJ said. Her lips pursing together some. She looked at the image closely. "Why Charlie?" AJ asked.
"You'll see." Punk said as he pulled into the drive way of the place he had made a home of growing up.
He got out of the car. And went around helping AJ out. There wasn't even time to shut the door before Chaleen was running towards them. Cassie, Chez and Charlie not far behind them.
None of the woman spared him a glance as they surrounded AJ. He could already tell she was confused and over whelmed by the excitement the women were displaying. "OK!" Punk's voice raise breaking through the noise. "Can we at least get inside first?"
"Philip, we're just eager to meet your girlfriend." The oldest of the women said. Giving him a look that almost seemed like a dare to challenge her.
"Fine, but meeting inside would be better don't you think." Punk sighed. Not able to fight with woman even if he wanted to. He was already having to fight the blush away from his cheeks from being called Philip in front of AJ. He really didn't care for his legal name.
"So you aren't blood related." AJ said. Determining the information. She didn't even realize at first. Punk's physical appearance didn't look like it was much different from the women. Though she already saw that he was the only one with green-eyes.
"No. Phil showed up after leaving his home and he didn't want to go back to his mom and dad so he stayed here. " Chez explained.
"That's amazing." AJ said a smile growing on her features as she looked at the women around Punk. He blended with them seamlessly. She understood why he came here.
"So what's the picture you've been hold to it for awhile?" Charlie asked next to her.
AJ broke away from staring at Punk, not that she knew she was going it. Her eyes going down to look at her hands. She hadn't even realized she had been clutching to the picture till now. She looked down at the slightly wrinkled image of the sonogram. "The baby." AJ passed it over towards Charlie. Both her and Chez going around the image.
"Did you find out the gender?" Charlie asked passing the image off to her daughter who went to show Cassie and Chaleen who were talking with Punk on the other side of the room.
"Girl. I had been hoping for a boy. But Punk's right the health is all that matters." AJ said. "Punk already has names for the baby too."
"Like what?"
AJ looked past the old woman seeing as the three women teased and poked at Punk. Satisfied that he was distracted enough she looked back. "He said one of the names needs to be Charlie." She secretively whispered to the older woman. She knew enough that Punk probably didn't want the woman to know till the day of the birth. But she already felt obliged to tell the motherly woman.
Panic struck her quick as the woman's eyes started filling with tears. "Oh god. Please don't cry." AJ pleaded softly. She already felt like she was gonna get in trouble for telling the woman, but she didn't want to upset her any either. "I'm sorry." AJ said not sure how it would help, but she thought she should say it.
When her own eyes started to fill with tears she cursed her unbalanced hormones.
"It's OK, sweetheart." Charlie assured her pulling her into a hug.
AJ clutched to the comfort that the older woman was providing. Even with the assurance that everything was fine she was still crying for no reason it seemed anymore. "I'm sorry." AJ sobbed quietly burying her head against the woman's shoulder.
Charlie stroked AJ's hair soothing the upset woman. "It's OK. Everything's gonna be fine." Charlie assured her.
AJ continued to cry. Though a small chuckle came for a moment. As Charlie repeated the words she had heard once before. She could already feel herself calming as Charlie rocked her body lightly.
"What's wrong?"
AJ opened her eyes looking Punk. She slowly pulled from Charlie before wrapping her arms around Punk's waist.
"Hey, AJ, what's wrong?" Punk questioned. The worry in his voice making her smile lightly as she buried her head against his chest. Tears still streaming from her eyes.
"It's just hormones Philip." Charlie answered for her waving off his concern.
Punk didn't feel a better at his mother's words. He could feel the fabric of his shirt becoming wet. His wrapped around her shoulder keeping her close. "You OK?" He whispered to her ear wanting confirmation from her so he could finally relax. A sigh of relief coming when she nodded against his chest.
Punk was exhausted. Most visits he could relax and have an easy time. But the entire day he was on edge. Introducing AJ to his family had been more difficult than meeting her family. All of his sisters and mother were telling him privatly that he should marry AJ. And when he told them that him and AJ weren't even dating they scolded him. Each time he was paranoid that AJ might hear them. But all the women he come to know as family accepted AJ just like family. Chaleen and Cassie were already coming up with plans for a baby shower.
Just like his family had welcomed AJ. Her family had welcomed him. He learned how almost all AJ's money was going to her family. It amazed him that she not only put herself through wrestling school, entered the WWE, and was now providing for her family that through her life had been struggling. Her father had accepted him openly which was most surprising to Punk. He didn't know why, but he always imagined AJ's father ready with a shot gun. Though he might have just imagined it like that because he knew if something like this would happen to his daughter then he'd be hunting down the bastard.
Starring at the ceiling he finally started to sink in the feeling. He was having a daughter. His heart swelling with his own anticipation. His nerves growing excited and nervous all in a split moment. He looked towards the bedroom door where AJ was sleeping peacefully. He pushed off the couch and made his way to the room. When he lied down he lowered himself on the bed. His eyes locked on AJ's still forming baby bump.
She had gotten bigger in the last couple of weeks. Her morning sickness mostly gone. But any time she got a smell of something that didn't agree with her. Any smells she had she attributed to the baby not liking something. Punk still smiled as he remember AJ saying the baby didn't like John.
It made Punk feel superior. Throughout his career he was trying to prove himself to be better than the labelled face of the company. At least with his own child he was gonna be the number one guy to her. And if he's was lucky then he'd be her number one also. His eyes wandered up to AJ's sleeping face.
A/N:OK, so Lok2685 suggested a few chapters for each trimester. And I think I'm gonna do something like that. Since frankly if I follow by each Raw then it'll take forever. But I didn't wanna skip straight to the end either. So we'll have more coming.